The following morning, Anthony sat down timidly into the chair.

"Bless me father, for I have sinned...it has been...three days since my last confession..."

The priest sat a little straighter and waited for him to continue. "What has been troubling you, son?"

"I...I have been coveting...jealous...now more than ever before...it's all I think about, and I know what I'm doing is what's best, but...well, everyone here knows my story...I just feel so angry right now..."

"Between you and me...which you know it is...I believe this has gone a bit too far...you having to resort to sneaking out at night..." Anthony was terrified, of course he had been caught. "Nothing to worry about. Your secret is safe with me. I am a light sleeper, always have been. But you know our Lord works in mysterious ways...maybe this desire has grown so suddenly since we have visitors from other lands?"

"Yes...it got me curious...what it must be like, you know? Traveling the world, seeing what's out there...all of Creation at their fingertips..."

"I pray every day that Minister Thanos brings you the justice you deserve...we all want you to succeed in life, but we want that life to be long and prosperous..."

"Father, what can you tell me about...this assassin? He won't tell me anything."

"He doesn't want you to worry any more than you already do. You work too hard for someone your age. But...all he knows is that he is called the Winter Soldier. Now, most people just think that's just a fairy tale...however, around the world there have been mysterious assassinations that were never solved."

"What's your personal opinion?" Anthony's mind was swirling with this new information.

"Personally, I would not be surprised that a man like that can exist. Sin can make us all do terrible things...I pray he finds peace within himself, that God will soften his heart..."

"Thank-you Father..."

"Go in peace, Anthony."

"He threatened you?" Bucky was about to burst, he was so angry.

Carol gritted her teeth, knowing this was how they were going to react.

"You egged him on, didn't you? He's the fucking Minister of Justice, Carol! Why you gotta always but heads with the big wigs!?"

"Bucky, language!" Steve scolded.

"You did not just say that to me..." Bucky laughed. "You didn't seem to have a problem with that guy in Portugal..."

"He deserved it..." He defended himself.

"Well, I don't see the big deal..." Carol said. "I haven't broken any law..."

"Besides curfew." Steve said.

"What kind of town has curfew, anyway?" Bucky wondered. "It's ridiculous."

"I agree." Carol thought. "Maybe he's just a stick in the mud..."

"Yeah, like Steve in twenty years..." Bucky slapped his friend on the back.

"Why are you always picking on me?"

"Cause you're my brother and I love you...even though you annoy the hell out of me..."

"Learned from the best."

"Well, I'm not a fan, but I would love to see Notre Dame in all of her glory..." Carol looked out across the night sky at the building.

"Why, is that his house or something?" Bucky joked.

"No, but he does spend a lot of time in there." Carol wondered why.

"I've noticed that too..."

"You three have been noticing a lot of things..." A man joined them around their campfire. "We haven't even been here a week, and already we're getting kicked out because you can't keep your mouth shut."

"Fury...this is not our first rodeo. He'll warm up to us..."

"Carol, he's a racist prick!" Bucky ignored Steve's jab into his arm. "And we aren't even all the same race...might just have to with wealthism..."

"Wealthism...that the best you can come up with?" Carol asked.

"Honestly, that's a good one." Steve defended his friend.

"Thanks, man."

"You know I always have your back."

"And that's what worries me..." Fury rubbed his temples. "Can we just go somewhere and make it, semi-permanent? I'm getting too old for this, babysitting you lot."

"Sorry, I made a vow when I was seven to never make promises you can't keep." Bucky said.

"I will kill you in your sleep." Fury said.

Carol and Steve laughed, and they talked through the night and watched the sun rise over Paris.

Another day of fun was beginning.